Fleeting thoughts.....

Outside my window falling raindrops oh so plump, almost looking like they want to find a place to jump.

My mind is playing, but outside the window birds are swaying and flowers are bursting from the earth.

Stems are soft, trunks are rough; so what will happen when the wind goes puff?

The flowers smell fresh, the bees smell like honey,

Now back to work to try and make some money!